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The Price of a Diamond
Ava had everything—a loving husband, a beautiful home, and a life filled with warmth. Daniel, her husband, was a man of quiet strength, always putting her happiness above his own. But somewhere along the way, Ava craved something more—something thrilling, something forbidden.
She found it in Liam. He was charming, unpredictable, and different from Daniel in every way. What started as stolen glances became secret meetings, and before she knew it, she was living a double life.
One evening, Daniel found out. He stood at the doorway, holding her phone, his hands trembling. The messages were there—undeniable proof of her betrayal. His voice was calm, heartbreak woven into every word.
"Why, Ava?"
She had no answer. Perhaps she had grown bored of stability. Perhaps she had mistaken kindness for weakness.
They divorced soon after. Daniel left quietly, without anger, just a deep sadness that made Ava feel like a villain in her own story. But instead of regret, she let resentment take its place. She told herself she had done nothing wrong—that she had simply chosen passion over routine.
When she left, she humiliated him. She flaunted her new life with Liam, making sure Daniel saw how much "better" she was without him.
Years passed. Ava built a name for herself. She became successful, wealthy, and even had a child—a daughter she adored. But something always felt missing. She had everything she thought she wanted, yet happiness remained out of reach.
And then, Liam betrayed her.
One day, she came home to an empty house. The accounts were drained. The man she had risked everything for had taken it all and vanished, leaving her and her child with nothing. She was forced onto the streets, abandoned and humiliated.
With nowhere to go, she wandered aimlessly through the cold city streets, clutching her daughter close, praying for a miracle.
And then she saw him.
Daniel.
He was standing outside a small bookstore, looking just as she remembered—calm, strong, and kind. Their eyes met, and for the first time in years, Ava felt something crack inside her.
She hesitated, but he had already seen the desperation in her eyes. Without a word, he took them in. He gave her a place to stay, food to eat, warmth. But he never crossed a line. He never touched her, never spoke of the past. He was kind, but distant.
And in that distance, Ava realized the truth.
She had thrown away a diamond while chasing worthless stones.
One night, as she sat in the small apartment he had given her, watching him from across the room, tears filled her eyes.
"I'm sorry, Daniel," she whispered. "I was blind."
He looked at her, a sad smile on his lips.
"I forgave you a long time ago, Ava," he said. "But some things can't be undone."
Her heart shattered.
She had lost him.
Not because he didn't love her anymore.
But because he had learned to love himself more.